"That's impossible, it's my exclusive secret, and I won't tell anyone until I get a patent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said the beer bottle seriously.

The black bear snorted, looked at him with disdain, and said: "Then I will subdue you today, let you taste the pain of flesh and skin, and after this game is over, you give me a little care outside." ”

"Report to the referee!" the beer bottle raised his hand like a schoolboy, and a referee with shiny hair under the ring replied, "What's the matter?"

"The player on the other side physically threatened me and threatened to go out and beat me. ”

The referee's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he looked at the black bear and said, "Is that so, player No. 88." ”

The black bear was taken aback, he didn't dare to defy the referee, and said cautiously: "No, no, Mr. referee, I'm just joking with him~ Just kidding, hehehehe......"

He laughed dryly twice before the referee snorted coldly and motioned for them to continue.

The black bear who turned his face turned his face immediately darkened, and whispered to the beer bottle: "Damn, the elementary school dog who made the report, Lao Tzu has to play you to death today, hey~ Don't raise your hand!"

Looking at the hand that was raised again in the beer bottle, he had to persuade him with good words.

"If it weren't for the risk of being disqualified, Lao Tzu would have pressed you to the ground and rubbed you back and forth!"

However, the beer bottle was unusual, and he took the initiative to attack, he used a flying kick to hit the black bear's head, the black bear smiled, easily dodged, and slammed the beer bottle in the back with the door wide open.

The beer bottle reacted quickly enough that he flipped over and punched, but it was the end of his tragedy......

"Wow~~" The beer bottle hit the fence of the ring directly and fell down, clutching his already somewhat deformed arm and howling in pain.

"Hmph!" the black bear said with a disdainful face: "You dare to fight with me, just let you just go, to be honest, your invention is too bad... What are you doing that?"

As he spoke, the black bear suddenly noticed that the beer bottle had made a strange gesture, his slightly deformed right arm was erected, and the palm of his left arm was on his elbow, aiming at him.

The black bear was alarmed, and he hurriedly flashed left and right, in a vain attempt to get rid of the control of the beer bottle.

The beer bottle also moved back and forth with his movements, his right arm became more and more shiny with time, like a crystal clear red crystal, which was obviously about to overflow with energy, the beer bottle couldn't wait any longer, he predicted a general direction, roared fiercely, and shot out......

A large bullet?

Wang Dazhuang found that the white-bearded old man on the side spewed out a big mouthful after seeing this scene.

He himself vaguely remembered that Ultraman's energy was different, and it should have been much taller than the bullet looked anyway.

This bullet is not only big, but also very slow, and the speed of ordinary bullets is very fast, this one is obviously a bit excessive.

The black bear jumped to the side and laughed: "Haha, idiot, do you treat me like immovable garbage?

While the black bear was laughing, the large bullet that was supposed to pass by him suddenly stopped, turned around beside him, and shot at the black bear frantically, more than ten times faster than before!

Wang Dazhuang nodded, this trick is good to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and the black bear obviously didn't react.

"Haha! If this trend continues, I should be the champion!"

The black bear arrogantly raised his right fist, but suddenly felt a concussion, he looked at the raised black dragon fist, there was smoke curling on it, and the right half of the festered a large piece, hanging miserably on it, and within two seconds, the festering part crawled to the gap, slowly repairing, because it was memory metal, about ten seconds, and it was back to the beginning.

A big question mark squeezed out of the black bear's head, and he had no idea what was going on.

The beer bottle stared straight at the black bear, and he didn't exhale it in one breath, tilted his head, and fainted on the edge of the ring.

The referee read out the victory, the black bear laughed on the stage, and when Wang Dazhuang turned around and walked back, he found the white-bearded old man kneeling on the ground and crying.

"No, Ultraman won't fail! He's a human hero, how could he be defeated by a monster like a black bear spirit. ”

Seeing him crying bitterly, Wang Dazhuang didn't understand, of course he didn't understand the feelings of the white-bearded old man's generation, but he still comforted: "Old man, don't cry, if I'm not mistaken, Ultraman should be a neon work, right?"

"It's... Yes, what's the matter, although it was made of neon, but it was he who made our childhood colorful and added the most joyful part, fifty years later, you young people, you don't understand at all. ”

Wang Dazhuang could see the stubbornness in the old man's eyes, which was harder than the reef by the sea, and he smiled and said: "So, since it is made of neon, then when you come to China, you must follow the rules of the owner, the black bear spirit is no different from Sun Wukong, if Ultraman can easily defeat the black bear spirit, isn't it that even Sun Wukong can easily defeat it, so ah, he will definitely not be the opponent of the black bear spirit." ”

The white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, of course Sun Wukong was also his childhood idol, Wang Dazhuang said this, and the balance in his mind didn't know where to go for a while.

Wang Dazhuang held back the urge to laugh wildly, got up and walked to the other side, he didn't expect that just casual nonsense would make the old man look confused.

"Players 69 and 298 are invited to ring 7!"

"It's my turn!" Ruan Feng walked to the ring, and after the referee's inspection and confirmation, he stood in the ring.

His opponent was a young man with a schoolbag on his back, and he was looking at Wang Dazhuang suspiciously.

"Hello, my name is Yue Fei, I am a student of Q University, may I ask who you are?"

As soon as Yue Fei asked, the audience under the ring, including the referee, pricked up their ears to listen, and they all wanted to know what the identity of this guy who filmed costume dramas was.

"Hello, I'm a swordsman. It's called Ling ...... Oh, Wang Dazhuang. ”

"Poof-" The referee, the spectators, and even Yue Fei spewed white foam......

"It's a vicious conspiracy to weaken my strength by making me vomit, hmph! I won't give in, see how powerful I am!" Yue Fei said angrily.

"Whatever you want~" Wang Dazhuang said indifferently.